Chapter 407 Bullying the concubine! (1)

Chapter 407 Bullying the concubine! (1)

?11th april, 3:00 am

Rain pelted down as Zhang Wei finally made his way back to the Chen family residence. His clothes clung to his skin, thoroughly soaked from the downpour.

Whoosh!

With a swift decision, he opted for a stealthier entrance, leaping directly onto the balcony of the second floor. Then, utilizing his corporeal body technique, he effortlessly penetrated the walls to enter the house.

Once inside, he exhaled a long sigh of relief. Today had been a day of firsts – he had used the Golden Buddha Palm, a technique gleaned from the Xuan Wu legacy. This technique had the remarkable ability to absorb an enemy's attack, amplify it, and then redirect it back at the attacker, a tactic he had skillfully employed against Long Tian.

"Where are you going?"

Zhang Wei's footsteps came to an abrupt halt in the hallway, just outside Chen Yulan's room.

"Hehe... Are you going to meet your new concubine, hubby?" Xie Meirong's voice, laced with a soft laugh, echoed from the shadows, her figure leaning casually stood near the wall, in the hallway.

"Oh my... What happened to you, hubby? Did you jump down a mountain or something?" She couldn't help but comment on his drenched and disheveled state.

Zhang Wei's lips twitched in mild annoyance. "Why are you awake?"

Xie Meirong shrugged nonchalantly. "I can't feel safe near your psycho wife. She becomes a completely different person when you're not around. But now that you're back, I can finally get some peaceful sleep."

Zhang Wei's eyes narrowed slightly. "Wait," he called out just as she began to turn away.

"Hm? You need something from me?" Xie Meirong paused, turning back towards him. Her eyes glinted mischievously, reflecting a hint of malice.

Zhang Wei, his tone even and direct, inquired, "Were you working on your sculpture?"

Xie Meirong gave a coy wink. "That's a secret," she teased, her tone light yet mysterious.

Zhang Wei simply shook his head, unfazed. "Take care of the Liu family for me. As for their women, do what you will."

Chen Yulan paused for a moment, seemingly lost in thought, before offering a slight shake of her head. "Just woke up..." she clarified, her voice barely more than a whisper.

Zhang Wei, sensing the underlying tension in her brief response, suggested in a matter-of-fact tone, "Oh, then sleep again."

"..."

Chen Yulan was momentarily at a loss for words.

'Why is he teasing me like this in the dead of the night?' she wondered. 'Doesn't he have anything better to do?'

To her surprise, Zhang Wei reached into his inventory and pulled out the dress she had worn earlier, now miraculously intact. "Here," he said, handing it to her.

"Huh?" Chen Yulan was caught off guard. She stared at the dress, confusion written all over her face.

Wasn't this the same dress he tore earlier?

How is it suddenly in perfect condition?

"How... did you?" she managed to utter, her surprise evident. Meanwhile, Zhang Wei settled himself on the edge of the bed, a smug smile playing on his lips.

He seemed to enjoy unsettling her composed exterior, keenly aware that she wasn't as indifferent as she tried to appear.

Chen Yulan caught sight of his self-satisfied grin and promptly closed her mouth, her expression hardening.

Yet, her reaction only seemed to amuse Zhang Wei further. "Go and get me some water," he commanded casually.

Chen Yulan, still holding the dress, paused, her hands freezing mid-air. She shot him a wordless, somewhat exasperated glance, her internal struggle evident.

After a brief moment, she let out a small nod of acquiescence. "Mhm."

Setting the dress aside, she stood up to find the water bottle empty. She sighed inwardly, her gaze flitting between the door and Zhang Wei, who now appeared thoroughly engrossed in his phone, feigning ignorance of her presence.

Biting her lip in mild frustration, Chen Yulan steeled herself and began to walk towards the door, resigning herself to go downstairs to fetch a glass of water.

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